Rush — The Seeker

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I’ve looked under chairs
I’ve looked under tables
I’ve tried to find the key
To fifty million fables
They call me The Seeker
I’ve been searching low and high
I won’t get to get what I’m after
Until the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles

I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn’t help me either
People tend to hate me
Because I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand
Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles

I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain’t this a smile?
I’m happy when life’s good
And when it’s bad I cry
I’ve got values but I don’t know how or why
I’m looking for me
You’re looking for you
We’re looking in at other
And we don’t know what to do